Mogadishu. We’ve been asked plenty of times: “Why? Why would you want to go there?” The answer is, to say the least, complicated. I know that I’ve responded to the question with a bit of a shrug at times. The smug reply would be to paraphrase Edmund Hillary with “because it is there.” There is a grain of truth to that answer, but it leaves an awful lot unspoken.
“Why?” is an inherently confrontational question, but it cuts to the essence of so very many things we do. One might simply ask: “Why travel? Why travel at all?” The specific answers are limitless. I would argue that there is an underlying theme to travel, and that theme is escape. Continue reading “You’re going where??” …Mogadishu, Somalia.